The engine of the car roared to life, cutting through the thick silence that followed the tense altercation.
As the forest rushed past me, the relentless onslaught of thoughts threatened to consume me. I gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white, each bend and turn on the road echoing the chaos that raged within me.
“Do you really believe she would willingly give up Aurora?” Steel, my wolf, questioned, his voice surprisingly calm against the backdrop of my seething anger.
“She made an agreement, Steel. With a witch. How naive can one be?” I shot back out loud, frustration evident in my voice. My hands trembled on the wheel.
“She said it wouldn’t be for another three years,” Steel reminded me, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the situation. “We have
